*Opens the door. Takes a confident step in, then falls flat on his face.*
OOF! Seriously? They added stairs to the entry way?!
*Gets up, brushes himself off. Looks around.*
Jeez, this place looks different. I was just getting used to the last layout. Oh well, at least it's back open now, I can relax, and....
*Eyes dart around to every corner of the pub.*
...it's missing. My table is missing. Did they...?
*Marches to the door to the back room. Pushes it open, and hits the light switch.*
Of cooooooourse. Ugh.
*Disappears into the back room. The sounds of grunting and moving furniture are heard. Reappears in the doorway after a few minutes, pulling a solid gold table along the floor with a screeeeeeeeeeeeeech.*
Ungh... always...hnng...moving....my...rrrgggh...stuff.
*Finally manages to pull the table to a desirable location near the bar. Stretches out his back, panting and covered with sweat.*
Whew! Now I can relax.
*Steps behind bar, eyes on the iced coffee machine. Takes a confident step behind the bar, then disappears. Sounds of a person falling down stairs is heard from behind the bar.*
GAH! Who put a trapdoor here?!